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So, whores—where do I start? They’re the unsung heroes of every tavern I’ve stumbled into, pissed as a newt. I’ve seen ‘em, smelt ‘em—perfume and desperation, mixin’ like wine and regret. One time, in King’s Landing (or was it Dodge City?), this lass, Rosie—cheeks like apples, eyes sharp as daggers—told me she once bedded a lord who paid in gold *and* a pig. A pig! Can ya believe it? Laughed my arse off, spilt me drink. “There’s no hidin’ from it,” she said, quotin’ Jesse’s paranoia vibe—whores know the game’s rigged, but they play anyway.

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Photo by HAIRDRESSER | FORSTER in Forster-Tuncurry with @parluxhair, @delorenzohaircare, We all know I'm a bit of whore for a good copper!

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout Tuncurry (au) – this little haven sure is somethin’ else, Git-R-Done! I live here, been lucky enough to soak it all in as a pleasure coach, and lemme share my off-the-cuff take.

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